Topic: a bit of nonsense
This is just a bit of silliness that occurred to me. so i wrote it down and wondered if anyone could make sense of it?
Mismuch pay
Ferry mismuch hairy botties
Your presleys beneath the bee
The fridge are winging barrels
And the booze is running free
Banters up the swannie
He's stuck there like a pot
His bag has busted open
And the fridge have got the lot
The cream is on the telly
She's likes to talk today
About the stuff that's going on
Why spoil our mismuch pay?
We've stuffed ourselves with murky
With potatoes vedge and wine
And now we're off to party
Like it's nineteen nietynine